Be candid. Be concise … Don't avert your gaze .

Acknowledge the world before your eyes.

See it as I saw it day after day till I finally lost my mind.


This world is rotten. That I even turned blind.

Telling anecdotes to all those fools feeling hollow day after day.

To be candid I was dieing a little inside every day.


This world is rotten. Is their no alternative.

I must comply to the rules but that book compelled me to cleans the world.

This rotten world will go through a drastic change.


This world is rotten and those who are making it rot deserve to die.

Its appropriate.

That I shall be God.

My teacher thinks I'm trying to kill her because of my poems not my fault all of them became about sadness, miss understandgs ,and killing .Right?